All characters are consenting adults
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As a brat, it is my absolute duty to make sure to come up with an appropriate prank to play on my husband, "Daddy," on April Fool's Day each year. Last year, after He told me to get into bed, I asked Him if He would please go get me a drink of water. While He was downstairs getting it, I snuck into my pajamas and got under the covers. It was not long after He climbed into bed that He put His hands on my body and discovered I was not following the "naked in bed" rule. I received the bestest funishment for that prank!
I decided to top myself this year with an even bigger prank.
I have been collared by my Daddy for a few years now. In my collar is an AirTag for Him to track my location if I forget or lose my phone that He has parental control apps on for Him to track even more than just my location. I decided my prank this year would be to go somewhere without asking permission first and without bringing my phone. Then when He showed up to take me home, I would shout, "April Fools!" at Him and then giggle my butt off as He realized it was a joke.
I could not get an uber without my phone, and if I were to hitchhike, I am pretty sure I would not be able to walk for a month after the punishment that would lead to, so I thought about what might be in walking distance for me. My favorite bookstore and ice cream shop were both too far, so I would have to settle for the bar on the corner a few blocks away I have never been to before.
As I walked to the bar, many guys pulled over to offer me a ride, some of them commenting on how cute my little skirt was. It was a baby pink plaid, and when I walk, my cheeks would try to peek out a little. I also had on knee high socks, comfy walking shoes, and a little pink camisole. I wore my hair up in ponytails with pretty pink ribbons on them too. I knew I was adorable when I walked out the door. Daddy's dick would be so hard when He found me, He could not possibly get mad at my prank.
When I finally reached the bar, I walked inside, and it was quite dark! There was loud music playing, and everyone stared at me when I walked in. The bouncer asked for my ID, and once he decided it was legit, he let me past him. All of the tables had people sitting at them, but there was one empty bar stool at the bar, so I sat on it and asked for a menu. The bartender kinda laughed at me but then handed me a flip chart kinda thing that had a bunch of drinks listed on it.
While I was looking at the menu, I heard the men all start to cheer. I looked to see what they were cheering at, and there was a woman walking out onto the stage wearing almost the same exact outfit I had on! I couldn't even believe it! She was doing a really sexy dance and started swinging around a pole. It looked super fun. But then, she started to take some of her clothes off! I could not believe my eyes! And the men kept cheering as she slowly acted like she was going to pull off her shirt but then kinda teased them instead of pulling it off. Until she did.
The woman's boobies were so beautiful. I could not stop staring. I wanted to touch them so badly. I couldn't believe she was allowed to have her top off in public like that.
"What will you have?," asked the bartender.
"ummmm... I don't really know what any of these are," I replied pointing to the menu. "Do you have hot cocoa?"
The bartender laughed at me, but then he said, "Sure, sweetie. I will get you a hot cocoa," and then he turned back around to put my order in the computer.
I swiveled my barstool so I could see the woman on stage again. "You could be her little sister, you know," said the guy sitting on the stool next to me.
"Really?," I asked.
"Oh, yes! You look just like her. Only younger. And wearing too many clothes. You should take some of them off like she did," he said.
Was this guy serious? I am pretty sure Daddy would NOT approve of me taking off my clothes in front of men when He was not here with me.

"I think I will just watch her, but thanks, though," I told the man.
Meanwhile, the man sitting on the stool on my other side said, "He's right, you know. You could totally be her little sister, and you are definitely wearing too many clothes."
I'm not sure why these guys think I am wearing too many clothes while they are wearing long pants and boots, but whatever. I just ignore them and watch the pretty woman on the stage. She took off everything except her tiny, pink panties and knee-high socks, and she was doing all kinds of fun tricks on the pole. It was sort of like recess, but sexier.
"Here's your drink, little miss," winked the bartender.
I thanked him and took a sip. It was hot and tasted kinda funny, but I didn't want to be rude, so I blew on it and took tiny drinks.
After a few minutes, my head started to feel a little buzzy like when Daddy lets me taste His grownup drinks. The men next to me started to touch my thighs, moving my skirt to reveal more skin. I told them I did not want them to touch me, but my words had no effect on them. They were squeezing my flesh and looking at me like Daddy does when He is hungry to use my body. I started to feel a little afraid.
"She has a collar, you idiots," said the guy sitting at a table across from us. "I wouldn't want to be you when her master walks in."
Both guys immediately removed their hands from me and went back to watching the woman. "We didn't mean nothing by it!," they lied.
I thanked the man for making them stop. He told me it was no big deal and asked me where my owner was. I told him my Daddy would probably be here any minute and that I was pulling an April Fool's Day prank on Him. (I had forgotten all about my prank when I was watching the woman take her clothes off.)
The man laughed and said something about how I was cruisin' for a bruisin,' and went back to watching the woman on the stage.
I really really wanted to touch her boobies.
"Ahem!" I hear Daddy say behind me.
"Daddy!," I squeal. "You found me!"
"Do you care to explain why you are here, dressed like this, without your phone, and without my permission to be here, little missy?"
"April Fools, Daddy!," I yell as I jump up and down, clapping my hands.
The man at the table almost spit his drink out, laughing.
Daddy just looked at me with a mix of anger, relief, and amusement on His face. "And what are we drinking?," He asked as He took a big swallow of my cocoa.
"Hot cocoa, Daddy!," I exclaimed.
